Many years ago I was traveling to our home in Calabash, NC all alone from Charleston, SC.
I needed fuel so I stopped at a gas station/convenience store. As the car was filling, I saw a young man going from one car to another asking for money for food.
I was hoping that he would get to me soon because I wanted to help him. No one gave him anything and I couldn't wait to help him. My car was full and as I attended to it I saw the guy heading toward the road with his head slumped down.
I quickly ran to catch him and took him into the store. I quickly looked to see what kind of food was available and picked out 2 hotdogs (everyone likes hotdogs-right?) Then found the cold bottled soft drinks and gave him his choice. I then paid the cashier and went on my way.
What struck me the most was that the stranger never came to me on his own. I so wanted to help him!